Exo-green-planet (22.02.13)

What an astonishing landscape! Giant mushrooms of the size of small houses covered with the greenest and brightest moss. Between them intrincated little roads with fertile soil. blooming flowers and little creeks running in every direction. It was our long waited holiday. Only the three of us: Eri, Alinne and me. We were jumping from mushroom to mushroom, until we saw the mountains. They were evergreen like the rest of the landscape, and Eri, the most adventurous as usual, rushed towards them. I stayed a bit behind with Alinne to try to convince her to come over since she was a bit scared.

Eventually we found a little cave beneath a mushroom. It was a tiny little neat house. Everything was in the right place, the furniture was made from the same soil that surrounded the area and moss grew everywhere. We started exploring around. Alinne of course was not happy about it. We were invading private property!

We heard some noises. I was with Eri, we got close to each other an glued to the wall not to be seen. Of course our lame hideout didn't work and the first one seing us was the little boy. He was very excited and started playing with Eri. I started talking with the mom. She was kind to us. The dad was kind too.

I stated that they had a lovely cave. She said with a kind but freezing voice: yes, I know, nobody else had seen it.

A zoo, dinosaurs, flights and te quiero (20.02.13)

It was a really, really, really tall and big platform. I am talking about over 30 000 ft above ground level (don´t ask me how we got there), probably 10 squared kilometers of area, and there was a zoo.

It was not a conventional zoo for sure. There was two huge reserves of animals divided by a wiring fence. The previous night, zoo-keepers had decided not to put the animals together since they hadn't behaved "well enough".
On the not-so-interesting side of the zoo were giraffes and zebras. On the interesting side there was an animal (maybe a hippopotamus) carrying another one on his back. An then, there was that weird rhinoceros. It was probably twice as large than any other black rhino. It had big dark scales all over his body and horn-like protuberances running along his back and tail, like a dragon. I could not take my sight off this extraordinary rhino until I turned to my my sight to the right and below.
Looking from the edge of the platform there was this extraordinary, half reptile, half dinosaur creature. It was the largest animal I have ever seen. It was beautiful and scary. If it was it flying or it was as big as the platform, I do not know. It had a retractile opening on top of its' body (like a whale's blowhole, but much bigger) and whenever it would open it, you could see a very well defined thick and white fish-like bone structure.

My brother pulled me away from the platform edge.

Pieces of an EasyJet airplane started flying around: a wing, a helix, the nose, the back of the plane. All the people started dispersing, screaming desperately for an exit. My brother, Yeni and me stayed quiet and calm in the very same spot looking how the pieces of airplane flew past us. The flying and crashing finally stopped and just as my brother started pronouncing the words "I think we´re safe now" the platform cracked. It folded down like a jenga pile breaking form the bottom. Flying across the sky, falling with the merciless acceleration of the gravitational force and feeling the cutting cold wind all over our faces I turned to Ila and Yeni and quietly told them: los quiero mucho.

Sobrina inteligente (Nov 2012)

Tenía tan sólo 3 días de nacida y empezó a caminar. La curiosidad de ver a su prima mayor "La cachu" la llevo a levantarse a partir de su posición de sentada del suelo de azulejo blanco. Recargándose en el sofá de color marrón empezó a levantarse poco a poco hasta sentirse segura de su estabilidad. Empezó a seguir a la cachu alrededor de la pieza donde el resto de la familia se congregaba en tranquilidad. Cachu abrió la puerta de la casa, el calor entró a la casa combinándose con el frío del aire acondicionado y salió a través de ella. A la derecha de la puerta de herrería negra, se encontraba el elevador enmarcado poer unas paredes de color verde esmeralda. Cachu decidió girar a la izquierda, hacia las escaleras. Sarita la siguió, pero a tan corta edad, no podía bajar las escaleras ¡a quién se le hubiera ocurrido!.

Después de un mes, mientras la sostenía entre mis brazos ella empezó a hablar. No eran balbuceos o palabras regadas por aquí y allá. Eran oraciones, y más que oraciones, enunciados cargados de significad. Cuando ella miró la sorpresa en mi cara me preguntó ¿por qué estás sorprendida? ¿acaso no es normal que lo seres humanos nos comuniquemos a través del habla?. Yo soló pensé para mis adentros que estas señales de inusual inteligencia no fueran producto de un gen del crecimiento acelerado.

Marbles and a lychee hat

From a boy to a puppy + a salamander and a binturong (middle of 2011)

He was a little boy previously abused and tortured. He must had been around 6 years old, but he looked much younger due to lack of food and care. We decided to take care of him. We gave him food and rest,  cleaned his wounds and took him to the window to get some sun so he started to feel better. One day, we laid him down on the single bed of my room. I went downstairs for lunch with my parents, but when I came back the boy was gone.

Instead, I found a fluffy ball of hair, running from one side to the other: a little St. Bernard puppy. The little puppy seemed very happy and lively but still needed some care to fully recover from his wounds. Moving his tiny black tail and looking amazed with those black puppy eyes through the black and white fur that covered each one of his eyes, he was cute and sweet.

When he became completely healthy, I was told that I could not keep it anymore. I took him to the cinema with some of my friends to see if someone would like to keep him. I put him in a cardboard little box (like those ones that they give you at Waitrose when you buy a little cake).

When a friend asked me to see the little dog it hit me right away! I had not taken the puppy to have a poo and have not given him water!. The consequences were evident. Once I opened the box I noticed a dehydrated puppy all covered in his own poo.

For some reason the poo was not disgusting at all, it was like fresh clay. Once inside the cinema (a big building still under construction), I took him to the bathroom to wash him and give him water. The sink of the bathroom had been built up recently; therefore, the taps were surrounded by fresh cement. I carefully opened one of the water taps not to break anything and the whole bathroom transformed into a beautiful garden. There were creepers with blossoming pink flowers all around the walls; the sink had become a small spring, with the most crystalline and pure water, full of wonderful living creatures, including a wonderful bright black and yellow salamander swimming in the spring depths.

The puppy had shrunk to a size of about 5 centimeters due to intense dehydration, but he was still able to weakly stand on the palm of one of my hands. I was rinsing him carefully. At the same time, by shaping my other hand as a little a concave surface, I collected some water for the puppy to drink. I was so worried and focused on the puppy recovery, that all my attention was placed on him, almost ignoring my beautiful surroundings and the intense life activity occurring in the little pond.

With one hand inside the pond and the other one holding the puppy, my eyes and thoughts were focused on him. Still a bit concerned, but happy to see that he was starting to recover his primary fluffy state, I started to relax. With the little strength that he had regained,  almost in desperation, he started pulling with his teeth my necklace trying to tell me something. I noticed he wanted me to take my hand out of the spring. I saw the stunning salamander rapidly swimming towards my hand. I reminded myself that bright coloured  amphibians and reptiles are poisonous and quickly took my hand out of the water

Then I started to make my way out from the newly discovered garden. When I was about to live it, a gentleman in a black and white custom entered. I noticed that the half-built cinema had disappeared turning into a fancy and elegant house where a themed party was taking place. I curiously asked the handsome gentleman:

-What is that outfit you are wearing supposed to be?

Almost offended he replied with a proud and pretentious tone:

-I am a binturong!  

Did he kill him? I killed her (20.05.2011)

I had seen him shooting him/her. We started a fight and in the end the police came by. They saw her on the floor and started the investigation. My brother said I killed her, he saw me strangling her until she died. I had killed her in my sleep.

They asked me if I had killed her. I replied truly: I can't remember, I was asleep but I probably did. I remembered in my dream (or not?) that I had grabbed her from behind, put my arms around her neck and strangled her.

El señor pez (15.03.2007)

A la orilla de aquel lago cristalino un señor sostenía un estambre amarillo y peludito con la intención ya fuera de pescar algo o simplemente conversar con los peces. Un pez le comenzó a hablar con su voz aguda y "chiquita" diciendo: no quiero ir contigo porque me vas a matar, así que ¡déjanos en paz!. 

Era una fiesta medieval para gente de aspecto opulente, yo iba de acompañante de un hombre de aspecto gracioso, pelo lacio, obscuro y una gran redondez de cuerpo.  El fotógrafo, aunque anacrónico al tema de la fiesta, intentó al menos ser lo menos anacrónico posible trayendo consigo una cámara lo más antigua posible. Era una cámara como de principios de 1900 con su tripod y su cortina roja en la parte de atrás. Al comenzar la sesión fotográfica, los comensales, que parecían haber sido entrenados para comportarse de cierto modo en la fiesta comenzaron su espectáculo también.

Los primeros comensales fotografiados fueron la familia de los tres peli-rojos. La multitud, aparentemente extasiada exclamaba ¡ah! como si la familia posando para la fotografía hubiese sido una visión angelical. Por supuesto, comensales inconformes no faltaron, así que una niña, intentando captar la atención de la multitud posaba para la foto chupando la cola de su perro. Las chicas vestidas de novia después.

Mi redondo y gracioso acompañante se transformo en otro hombre con las mismas características generales, pero con pelo color naranja y rizado, físicamente similar a Walter Mercado, el de la tele. Recibió las fotografías tomadas aquella noche para dárselas a la señora gorda y alegre, encargada de distribuirlas posteriormente. Al recibir las fotos, empezó a examinarlas, y aunque mi insistencia fue ardua, no logre que me las mostrara. Lo único que mencionó fue que todo parecía indicar que yo tenía algún enemigo entre los comensales. Su deducción estaba basada en el hecho de que en la fotografía donde yo aparecía, tenía un moco plantado al lado de la boca. Tal mucosidad había sido plantada exteriormente, ¡y a propósito!.

De cualquier forma, yo quería ver las fotografías. Me senté entonces junto a la niña que las tenía en ese momento y las veía con ella. A lo lejos en el lago se veía un faro. La niña mencionaba que había otro faro igual en el fondo del agua; no era un reflejo en el agua, era otro faro igual y completamente simétrico en el fondo del agua. Entonces comprendí todo: el señor, mi acompañante rechoncho y gracioso era nada más, y nada menos que el pez